Chapter 362
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Chapter 362: The Sacred Body of Thunder
Xu Fan gazed at the small village, enjoying the gentle breeze and the floral scent in the air. He nodded in satisfaction; the details were spot on. Just then, an elderly man with a cane approached, holding an envelope, with "village chief" written on his head.
“Xu Fan, deliver this letter to the blacksmith shop in the county,” the old man instructed.
“Got it.”
“Just follow the main road out of the village for half a day, and you’ll reach the county.”
Following the directions, Xu Fan opened his inventory and found a set of beginner’s replacement clothing. He felt the material and said with satisfaction, “Not bad.”
With that, Xu Fan began his beginner’s quest.
Three hours later, Xu Fan removed the helmet.
“Grape, give me a boost. Is this game quest difficulty for real?” Xu Fan complained.
“The quest difficulty is based on your body scan the first time you wear the helmet,” Grape explained.
“So you’re telling me, as an ordinary person in the game, I’m supposed to fight beasts with just a dagger?”
“There are tricks to it,” Grape said.
“Forget it, just give me the boost,” Xu Fan insisted.
“Understood.”
The next day, Xu Fan connected his consciousness directly to the puppet in reality within the game, testing its combat abilities within Grape’s connection range.
By the third day, all the sect’s production lines for Nascent Soul Stage puppets had been converted into specialized puppet production lines, designed specifically for connecting player consciousness in the game.
At that moment, Xu Fan was leading a group of disciples in the game to take down a major boss.
“Kailing, focus on healing.”
“Xu Gang, watch your spiritual energy; it’s not unlimited in the game.”
Xu Fan wielded a massive hammer, searching for weak points to deal damage.
Three hours later, the group gathered at the revival point.
“Master, this game is way too hard,” Xu Gang groaned.
Beside him, Wang Xiangchi nodded, having received the most scolding during their gaming session.
“Challenges are what keep us motivated! We’re not logging off until we defeat this Ancient Giant,” Xu Fan declared, feeling the thrill of all-night gaming once again.
Hearing Xu Fan’s words, the others groaned; playing the game was truly exhausting.
On the road to Ten Thousand-Mile Giant Lake in Tianchi Nation, a ten-thousand-meter-long puppet train raced along the path.
On the train, a family of four sat side by side.
“If I had known we couldn’t bring anything, I wouldn’t have packed so much,” the butcher’s wife said sympathetically, seeing how exhausted her husband looked from pushing the cart.
“It’s fine; we made it here, and that’s what matters. At least our family is still alive,” the butcher replied with a smile.
The little boy glanced around their cabin and then dashed off to a corner. Moments later, he returned with a tray holding four stone cups brimming with water.
“Grandma, Dad, Mom, here’s some water. Someone will bring us food soon,” the little boy said.
“How do you know?” the middle-aged butcher asked, surprised.
“It’s written on the notice over there,” the little boy replied with a grin.
“See? I told you using a beast leg to get Tiger to learn characters was worth it,” the middle-aged woman chuckled.
“Absolutely, absolutely,” the middle-aged butcher laughed heartily.
Half a month later, in Tenchi No. 4 Giant City, the family arrived at their assigned neighborhood.
“I don’t know why, but living here feels a bit off,” the butcher said, standing on the fourth-floor balcony.
He stomped his foot for emphasis as he spoke.
“Having a roof over our heads is already a blessing. I wonder what we’ll do here in the future,” the middle-aged woman mused.
“We’re going to work in the Immortal Realm,” the little boy chimed in, running over with a helmet in his hands.
“This is the helmet the immortals told us to wear,” the butcher said, examining it curiously.
“That’s right. Our building manager said that once we put it on, we’ll know everything,” the middle-aged woman added.
“Alright, let’s all wear our helmets together.”
The three of them followed the instructions, lying down on the bed and putting on the helmets.
In an instant, they were transported to a fairyland.
On Hidden Spirit Island, Xu Fan was observing the game’s progress when Grape’s voice echoed.
“Master, a Sacred Body of Thunder has been detected, with spirit roots at age seven.”
“Administer the Hidden Spirit Sect’s entrance test. If he passes, enroll him as a third-generation disciple,” Xu Fan instructed.
“If he’s exceptionally talented, I’ll take him as my disciple,” Xu Fan added, thinking he could use a pupil like that.
“Understood.”
During this time, as more ordinary people migrated into the game, many geniuses with exceptional spirit roots were discovered. Four different Sacred Bodies had been found, along with over a dozen single-spirit-rooted prodigies of the right age.
Though Xu Fan was tempted by these Sacred Bodies, he stuck to his principle: entry must be earned through a test.
“Let’s set a target of one hundred thousand third-generation disciples. We’re a bit short on hands,” Xu Fan considered.
He had initially thought Grape would handle most issues, but with the emergence of the two realms, Xu Fan realized the benefits of having more disciples.
Xu Fan felt it was a good idea to accept more students, given the Hidden Spirit Sect’s current spiritual energy levels and resources. Training up to a million disciples wouldn’t be a problem.
“Understood. Filtering suitable disciples now.”
“Also, those over twelve years old with talent and good character should be admitted to the Outer Sect for training.”
“Let’s aim for a hundred thousand there as well,” Xu Fan decided, wanting to give older, talented individuals a chance.
“Got it.”
After making these arrangements, Xu Fan decided to relax, putting on a disguise with the helmet to enjoy the game.
In his past life, he had loved reading online game novels; they were thrilling. Back then, he had wished for a virtual game like this, but the ones that came out never lived up to his expectations.
In the Extreme Void Domain, at the two realms passage, the area had turned chaotic from the shockwaves of the battle between the Supreme Being and the Golden Winged Roc.
The Supreme Being and the Golden Winged Roc had separated.
“Star Spirit brat, if this realm could handle it, I’d grind your bones to dust,” the Golden Winged Roc said from his throne, a stunningly beautiful woman with a flame blood mark on her forehead looking at his injuries with concern.
“Foolish bird, you’ve learned to interrupt already. Not bad,” the Star Spirit replied with a comforting tone, wearing the expression of someone watching a clumsy child grow up.
Seeing the Star Spirit’s expression, the Golden Winged Roc remembered the years he’d been deceived and spoke harshly, “Star Spirit brat, I can’t touch you in this realm.”
“But if you dare ascend to the Thousand Worlds, I’ll make sure you suffer the worst punishments.”
“In the end, you’re still leaning on your father. Pathetic,” the Star Spirit scoffed.
“Enough talk. I’ll be watching you until you ascend to the Thousand Worlds,” the Golden Winged Roc said fiercely.
“Suit yourself,” the Star Spirit replied, staring at the Golden Winged Roc.
With that, the Star Spirit stepped forward and returned to his own star.
His task now was to keep an eye on the Golden Winged Roc. As long as the Roc stayed put, the human race still had a chance at victory.
